(2013)
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
YOU and are not us.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
